I'm sure that someday
you will decide
that you love me.
On that day, you will feel
an overwhelming sense
of affection and lust.
You will run to me.
But I am afraid that day
will be much too late.
For I have loved you
for far too long, my dear.
By the time you read this,
I will already be long gone.

--Random Thoughts & Whiskey Courage